call of the hoopoe
singing away
through diverse weather
he shall stay
in the spring
she will have eggs to lay
in my garden blissfully
together peacefully
Tag: He
The Fisherman
standing on the shore
I see a statue
of a man I once new
as the tide rises
the sun sets
he disappears
to return once again
Thoughts 4
face to face with oneself
you see only the manifestation
The Golden Tears 